Cornmeal Waltz Guy Clark

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[Verse 1]
There's nothing like cornmeal
On a dance-hall floor
For dancing the night away
Slipping and sliding
Effortlessly gliding
In the arms of my sweet Lillie Mae
So I shined up my boots
And ironed my shirt
And pulled on some new blue jeans
Oh, I brushed off my hat
Slicked back my hair;
I'll beat all that she's ever seen

[Chorus]
There's nothing like listening
To the fiddles play
While doing the cornmeal waltz
There's nothing to keep you
From drifting away
Doing the cornmeal waltz

[Verse 2]
Way out on Ranch Road 17
There's a dance hall
In the live-oak trees
Yellow lights strung up all around
So all the little kids can see
Pick-ups are parked near to the road;
The beer is so cold it might freeze
Stars are all out, the band's in tune
And it smells like a barbecue breeze